Hope

You better hope, ak-40 with a scope
These niggas gone need them a pope
You better know, all of this shit that I wrote
All of this shit that sold, gonna take off

Can even see because all of the smoke
You just gone choke
2Hunnidbaby on top of the globe
I'm just stay sitting on the top of my throne

You all alone

Making side cash cause I stay making beats
Little old me wouldn't even believe
Little old me was just watching tv
Now I'm on top like the opposite of sea level

Now imma tread setter
Make a lot of cheese, cheddar
Writing every fucking letter
Hot like a chilli pepper

Not red hot, you fuck thots
I'm up top, like bitch you thought
Talk about guns and glocks
Like you been popped

But you got robbed
Like oh my god
You a fraud
That's so sad that's on my dad

You can't rap yo shit is ass
Oh my god that's so ass, what the fuck

Hold on

Come around mine, telling different lies
The changes in your eyes, the place where he lies
Switching up my prize, for a surprise

12 Different guys, all different sides
Tried to deny, this my demise
Fucking up thighs, hearing all ya cries
That's my despise

Here's some advice, don't just go wasting up all of my time
Stupid so stupid you thought I was lacking
I came from the ratchet, you know I stay packing

Yo' eyes go so blackened like I should've backed away
But I'm like not afraid, thats a big price to pay
Seen it from a mile away,
Drunk? I know how to pay

Broke? I know who to thanks
Sunk? I know miles away
Drugs I do everyday
I know that's just not ok

But it's my only way
That's all I just gotta say

You better hope, ak-40 with a scope
These niggas gone need them a pope
You better know, all of this shit that I wrote
All of this shit that sold, gonna take off

Can even see because all of the smoke
You just gone choke
2Hunnidbaby on top of the globe
I'm just sitting on the top of my throne

You all alone

Bad bitch range rover
Play with me it's game over
Kill a nigga in sum loafers
Hella guns moving like we soldiers

Put em' on a poster
Shooting like a floater
Burn a nigga like a toaster
Pull that shawty closer bend her over

I can't move all this mud up in my soda
Got me sinking in the sofa
Gotta purple coma
See tha opps go spin that corner
That's a order

Trigger finger twitching got tourette's disorder
If I slide I'll do that time nigga fuck a lawyer
I ain't 21 but all my niggas slaughter
Wrote his obituary turned into a author

If he talkin crazy we gon off him
He alive go spin again
You kill one we killin 10
Brand new glock come extended with the clip

You better hope, ak-40 with a scope
These niggas gone need them a pope
You better know, all of this shit that I wrote
All of this shit that sold, gonna take off

Can even see because all of the smoke
You just gone choke
2Hunnidbaby on top of the globe
I'm just sitting on the top of my throne

You all alone